Bells sound around town.
Churches’ loud invitations
Bounce and ring off stone.
Broad sky fills with clouds.
Riding on a lively wind,
Piling above hills.
Tourists at railing
Can’t get enough of the fields.
I’ve stood there myself.
Bells sound around town.
Churches’ loud invitations
Bounce and ring off stone.
Broad sky fills with clouds.
Riding on a lively wind,
Piling above hills.
Tourists at railing
Can’t get enough of the fields.
I’ve stood there myself.
All contents © 2021 SJ Rozan
Leave a Reply